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By what cruelty does her cold and unfeeling stare
shatter this heart of glass?
By whose will do these silent tears fall?
Whence comes the rage that drives her razor tongue to rend
in this too, too soft a skin ten thousand bitter wounds?
And why burns there yet within this breast, as if in absence of such cruelty
a love that even now does fail to wither?
She delights not, and yet inspires such longings
as distain alone might bring.

I give you roses
In every line and with every breath I whisper of my love for you
I shower the world with tales of your beauty
until the seas roil and the earth trembles and the very wind cries out your name
But in your heart, there is another
You dance lightly upon the air as the earth moves
And the music in your soul is sweeter than the wind
And i am forgotten.
i find the roses dying on the floor.

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